Dusk is a Celtic thin space time of day, a place of transcendence where heaven appears to touch earth and light fades gently, giving off a luminous quality that feels almost tangible. It’s the real twilight zone that offers us a needful break and breathing space between activity and rest.
Piercing daylight, as it turns to softer shades of muted pink, faded gold, indigo and silvery grey, is where we see light before it vanishes, swallowed into depths of night. The last golden glow we glimpse in a day is a visible reminder of God’s continual presence with us, despite darkness encroaching and seemingly covering up the light we had.
all is luminous
in this liminal space where
dusk’s soft light appears